8 Mile Ray - Timbo's

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Yeah
Alright

Now why you lyin' on them beats

You ain't in no dope House?

Couple bands in my pocket flyin' to the hoes house
On the phone talkin' to a bitch like with a throat bout?
Seen a fein, sniff a whole line, he had a long snout

For the stupid niggas, that just mean he had a big nose
Ain't made no profit all week
I can't switch clothes
Told bands, he my nigga,
We can switch hoes
Spent a couple bands for these big Bs, you can't get those

Walk up on a bougie bitch

Like let me hit those

A nigga want a verse from me, give me ten bo's
Hit a bitch in long socks with a Timbos
Put the strap down and beat his ass like I'm Kimbo

Two straps, Call of Duty, these a akimbo
Know I'm finna fuck, I'm on the line with a nympho
Yeah, I'm finna slide, I had to tell her send the info
If you ain't tryna let me fuck
What you here for?

Beat her off a honey pack, got my shit hurting
They say I'm trippin' in the store, this my tenth purchase
It's a hoes trippin' in the party in his bitch shirtless
Whole gang here trippin' in his bitch lurking

You know the party goin' up when I'm with jersey
Finna dip, seen some niggas leave the strip early
My pink toe, a eat it all, I think her name Kirby
Vail rollin' off them P's, he off six perky's
Rollin' off the 42, think I'm James Worthy

Written by:
Ray Hendrix

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